Winterherz

Since Sun has bowed his head

To the drear and biting cold

All the bird songs - they are dead;

Philomela's pinions fold

Gloom reigned afar and near

Winter will soon be here

To boast his dreadful power

As all life forsakes the flower

Und der Regen fällt...

Und der Regen fällt...

True joy might follow grief

If my heart felt less despair;

And with laughter, glee, relief

Flowers blossomed everywhere

Who is able shall rejoice

But ever silent is my voice

Even if tomorrow'll show

Clover green where now there's snow

Und der Regen fällt...

Winterherz!

Und der Regen fällt...

Winterherz!

Und der Regen fällt...

Winterherz!

Und der Regen fällt...